Dark Web Stories Novels & Stories

“I give you five hundred kilograms of our new meth, you give me the drive containing every single picture and video” Lucas and I weren't stupid. We knew Ryan would have stored some copies elsewhere, which was why we had to seek Justin's help. Ryan smiled a greedy smile. When Lucas found out I was being blackmailed, he wanted to put a bullet through Ryan's and Rick's skulls, ending their wicked lives forever, but I knew the kind of person Ryan is He's a wicked programmer who works with the dark web. He told me that if he happened to accidentally die, he had programmed those footages to be released on the world web and either way, I would still have suffered greatly

--- *DAY 793: 4:00 AM - THE TRANSFER* Bitcoin wallet opened. 25 Million. Send. Screen: `SENDING...` `CONFIRMED` 2 seconds later. Kira: "Got him. IP: Zurich. Server farm." Damian: "Send the team." --- *DAY 793: 5:00 AM - THE FIFTH EMAIL* `Payment received.` `Deleting files...` `JK. Uploading now.` `Link: ghostleaks.dark` Everything went public. T*****r exploded. News: `COLE FAMILY PRIVATE VIDEOS LEAKED`

Without another second of hesitation, I pushed open the door and walked into the unknown… “Daisy” This time it was a low baritone voice that sent shivers to my spine. “Gorgeous little thing” another said, emerging from the darkness with hungry lustful eyes. I felt a tingling sensation in my coochie. From nowhere, I felt a presence behind me, followed by a gentle graze of a finger on the back of my neck. I’m not kidding when I say I felt something slide down my thighs. Is it possible to be that wet….enough to make you drip?

"You made me a liar. Because you're not worth protecting." Before she could answer, I hung up. I contacted a dark-web hacker known only as "K." "Name your price. I want everything on Anna Blackthorne for the past six years. Hidden accounts, private social media, precise movements. I want it all. And I want it fast." Three hours later, my inbox was flooded. Even though Anna had tried to scrub her tracks, the hacker had dug up everything, including posts she’d made on a private account for her circle of rich friends.

His cock twitched traitorously in his sweatpants. Later that night, after Damien had gone to shower, Elias couldn’t take it anymore. He lay on his bed, hoodie pushed up to his chest, sweatpants shoved down just enough. His hand wrapped around his hard, leaking cock, stroking slowly at first, then faster. His eyes were closed, breath coming in soft, desperate pants. In his mind, it wasn’t some vague fantasy, it was Damien’s strong hands pinning him down, that deep voice growling filthy things into his ear while…

But the question; I needed to answer. “Two Munites, I guess.” I said, my voice low and husky. They laughed uncontrollably, including me. As far as i was concerned. The answer hit me hard. I was the wife of one of the most famous billionaires in Los Angeles. The CEO of Blackwood Industries. We've been in love since college and we planned to keep ourselves till marriage. On our wedding night, I realised he had a small cock. He didn't even last 10 Minutes when he flipped over and slept off.

The sun didn't rise over the city that morning; it broke over it like an accusation. By 6:00 AM, the digital world had already caught fire. The "Gilded Ledger," as the media was calling it, was the single largest data leak in human history. Sarah’s sleeper worm had worked with surgical precision—it hadn't just downloaded names; it had mapped the entire circulatory system of the world’s shadow economy.

Secrets. Leverage. Under my umbrella were companies Amber didn’t even know existed. Private security firms. Data brokers. Intelligence networks hidden behind legitimate corporations. Casinos. Luxury bars. Places where powerful men drank too much and talked too freely. Every secret had a price. And I knew most of them. That was why the dark web knew my name. Cronos. The businessman who destroyed those who harmed the innocent. Not with guns. Not with violence. But with exposure. Bankruptcy.

But no one actually cared, the job was always smooth and precise, never took time. In fact to access the dark web, one needed to have money, a lot of money so no one short of money ever came to the dark web. That was besides the fact, information that couldn't be found on a normal g****e search engine would easily be his or her identity. This hacker had a mysterious existence. Nobody needed to tell Gabriella that something big was going on. She took a picture of her laptop and opened a group she hadn't opened in a long time as she sent the picture to the group with question marks underneath.

"Ouch, you're quite strong for a girl, you know that?" I shrug. "Whatever, let's finally find something." In the end we decide to watch, HOW TO SELL DRUGS ONLINE. With my background I know it's not the best topic, but I have to face the fact it's funny. It's like really ridiculous and stupid but so many parts where I simply kill myself laughing. Maybe this is the kind of bad humour I just need today. And thinking about how much in reality goes on in the darknet is shocking.